Mother’s Work.

Call your mom now and tell her you love her. Seriously.

 

VERSE1: One Sunday every spring
And you’re not supposed to do a thing, yeah right
We all know that mother’s work is never done
You sit back and rest
And relieve some of that stress, because
We all know that mother’s work is never done

BUILD1: Flowers and a card
Really can’t make up by far
For bringing me up to realize

CHORUS: One day a year can never be enough time
To thank you Mom for all the things you do
One day a year, we thank you for a lifetime
So with love, happy mother’s day to you

VERSE2: I know I can’t repay
So I’ll just come out and say, that
We all know that mother’s work is never done
And in the end, I guess
Mother really does know best, that’s why
We all know that mother’s work is never done

BUILD2: We come over to your home
Or we call you on the phone
But we’ve grown up enough to realize

CHORUS